"Captain, there are Quincy here too!"
"Captain, we found Quincy on our side as well!"
"Captain, the enemy is too strong! Requesting reinforcements!"
Within the streets of the Seireitei, soldiers belonging to the Gotei 13, 10th Division were continuously clashing with the Quincy who had invaded the Seireitei. As the captain of the 10th Division, Ōtokawa Uki listened to the cries of his soldiers, his eyelids twitching nonstop. He suddenly felt like his head was about to explode. In fact, among the soldiers under his command were also soldiers from other divisions...
The reason for this situation was very simple...
It was because the bunch of battle-crazed division commanders in the Gotei 13 only cared about their own fun and had no concern whatsoever for the lives of their soldiers! They had simply abandoned the soldiers of their respective divisions, shouldered their Zanpakuto, used Shunpo, and charged alone toward the Four Gates of the Seireitei, where the enemy was thickest. Thus, the task of commanding the slower soldiers had fallen to Ōtokawa Uki, the "slowest-moving" captain of the 10th Division.
"I want to go to the Four Gates and kill to my heart's content too!"
"But no one told me the Quincy were invading! So annoying..."
Ōtokawa Uki directed the soldiers around him while silently grumbling to himself.
That was right. It was not that Ōtokawa Uki was bad at Shunpo, nor was he particularly slow to act. It was simply because Araki had not informed him when using Tenteikūra. By the time he received word, everyone else had already left, and all that remained for him was this mess.
According to Araki, "Who told you to be so handsome? You might even pose a bit of a threat to me! You deserve to clean up this mess!"
"Assemble beneath the 1st Division Barracks!"
Just as Ōtokawa Uki was silently wondering whether the other division commanders had been excluding him, Chōjirō Sasakibe's voice rang out in his mind. Ōtokawa Uki knew that Sasakibe had activated Tenteikūra, and he also knew that Sasakibe spoke for Captain-Commander Yamamoto! Thus...
"Igarashi..."
Ōtokawa Uki looked at his lieutenant.
"Here!"
The man called Igarashi immediately came to his captain's side upon hearing the summons.
"I'm leaving this to you!"
Ōtokawa Uki tossed out those words to Igarashi at his side, then used Shunpo and vanished down the road.
"What? You're leaving it to me?!"
Igarashi blankly raised his head. There was no trace of Ōtokawa Uki left before his eyes.
"I..."
Igarashi accepted it all in a daze. He stared at the chaotic battlefield and froze in place. How could a mere lieutenant possibly manage such a massive battlefield? Was this some kind of joke? At that moment, Igarashi, a humble wage slave, understood how Benbobba had felt back then.
Yet the war continued! In less than an hour, raging flames of war had swept across the entire Seireitei! The invasion of the Seireitei by the Quincy of the Lichtreich, led by Yhwach, was the greatest crisis the Seireitei had faced in a thousand years! The last time the Seireitei had been this chaotic was because of some Menos Grande from Hueco Mundo...
If one looked down from above the Seireitei at that moment, one would discover that the entire Seireitei was engulfed in blazing flames!
Countless wounded Quincy and Soul Reaper soldiers cried out in pain! But a war would not stop simply because soldiers were injured. The fighting had to continue...
Still, wounds sustained in war needed treatment! No matter how fearless Soul Reaper soldiers were in the face of death, they would not simply watch their injuries worsen until they died without even knowing why...
Unfortunately, the First Generation Gotei 13 had not established a division specifically for rescuing the wounded. The soldiers and division commanders who normally handled medical care were having even more fun slaughtering enemies on the battlefield themselves. No one could spare any attention for these injured soldiers!
Thus, injured soldiers from every division had to find ways to treat themselves. Of course, if they were left to figure it out on their own, then regardless of who won or lost once the war ended, the Gotei 13 would suffer enormous losses. Its manpower would be severely insufficient for quite some time!
Fortunately, Araki had long considered this possibility, so he had prepared in advance.
Gotei 13, 11th Division...
This division, once known for combat, was now filled with beds for patients to rest upon. One burly man after another clumsily bandaged and treated the wounded.
That was right, you heard correctly! These 11th Division brutes, who only knew how to swing their swords, had all become doctors! Of course, they understood neither Kaido nor medicine...
But they knew how to cut! If there was an infection... cut it off! If the bleeding would not stop... cut it off! Then burn it with fire! As long as the bleeding stopped, that was all that mattered!
According to Araki, as long as they did not die, it did not matter whether they lost arms or legs. Surviving was enough. After the war, he would personally treat them...
Therefore, all the wounded in the 11th Division had become cripples missing arms and legs! At the same time, because these soldiers from other divisions did not know that Araki could save them, they lay in bed cursing the 11th Division soldiers: "Damn it! Quacks! Give me back my leg!" and the like.
By all rights, such brutal treatment should have caused the entire 11th Division to be overrun by soldiers from the other divisions. Yet that was not the case. Instead, everything was remarkably orderly, and everyone waited to be cut apart and treated! That was because a classical beauty with her hair tied up and a "smile on her face" sat in a chair, silently watching the cripples lying on the beds.
This beauty was Unohana Retsu...
The blades of the 11th Division soldiers only wanted their organs. The blade in Unohana Retsu's hand wanted their lives!
And...
"Brothers! I swear in the name of the Sugiki Family! Back then, my legs were shot clean off with two arrows by those dog-bastard Quincy! But it was fine! Captain Araki casually reattached them for me! So don't be afraid of becoming crippled, and don't be afraid that you won't be able to wield a sword anymore! As long as you survive, Captain Araki can reattach whatever part of you is missing!"
The speaker was Sugiki Sōichirō, the man Araki had saved from the battlefield! He had now become Araki's number one hype man in the Gotei 13.
With Sugiki Sōichirō, a noble, swearing upon his family name, the soldiers were considerably reassured. Still, whenever someone who had merely injured a wrist had their entire arm cut off by the idiots of the 11th Division, they would curse, "Damn barbarians, damn quacks!"
Meanwhile...
Outside the 11th Division Barracks.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah! We're sure! This is the Soul Reapers' hospital!"
"Look, so many wounded are being carried inside!"
"That's true..."
"I'll ask you one last time. Are you certain there are no captain-level Soul Reapers in this hospital?"
"Of course not! How could we possibly fail to notice those captain-level Soul Reapers with their bizarre appearances?"
Several Quincy dressed in white knight uniforms had gathered there. As they watched the wounded constantly entering and leaving the Gotei 13, 1st Division Barracks before them, a ruthless gleam appeared in their eyes.
"Excellent!"
"Then wipe this place out..."
"No! More accurately, slaughter this place! Let them feel the pain of us Quincy!"
At the lead Quincy's command, everyone sprang into action.
Like streaks of white ghosts, they stormed directly into the Gotei 13, 11th Division Barracks.
"Who are you people?!"
Caught off guard, the 11th Division soldiers had no time to draw their Zanpakuto. Yet no one truly took it to heart. After all, Captain Unohana was sitting right there.
"You ask who I am?! What a foolish question!"
Surrounded by the other Quincy, the lead Quincy entered the 11th Division Barracks with a smile. He looked at the Soul Reaper soldiers on the beds, each with their wounded areas cut away, contempt flashing through his eyes.
"What primitive medical treatment!"
This Quincy, a member of the Sternritter, could not help but sneer.
"Oh my, so you're the enemy?"
Unohana Retsu, who had been sitting in her chair so long that she felt her body was about to rust, looked at the prey that had come right to her door. Smiling, she picked up the Zanpakuto at her side.
"Heh heh!"
The Sternritter member froze when he saw the haori on Unohana Retsu.
Then, upon seeing Unohana Retsu's "pretty face," "graceful figure," and "snow-white skin," his expression turned disdainful. This woman was so beautiful that she definitely could not be much of a fighter!
It was not as if he had never seen the captains of the Gotei 13 before. Every one of them looked practically inhuman. This girl before him was so beautiful that she definitely could not be a captain of the Gotei 13!
"That's right, I am your enemy!"
"Since you've been discovered by me, you're destined to die..."
The Sternritter member was immediately filled with confidence. He looked smugly at Unohana Retsu and generously admitted his identity.
Slash!
Before the Sternritter member could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a chill around his neck. Then he felt his entire body fly into the air, "spinning," "jumping," before he saw a headless corpse spraying blood everywhere...
Strange! That body looks familiar!
Wait, isn't that my body?!
With that thought, the head fell to the ground with a thud.
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